Spirit Vessel

From the ghost market to the gates of hell to the Path of Reincarnation and the boundless cemeteries, they had interacted with dead creatures too often on top of a gloomy atmosphere. Seeing the sun again improved everyone’s mood.

Moreover, they had just escaped the gates of hell - nothing short of miracles.

“A direct path to hell, who would have thought? If I relay this to my tribe, just imagine the shock.” The blood dragon trembled from excitement, flying from one branch to a boulder. It no longer looked like a dignified immemorial demon.

Feiyun narrowed his eyes and said: “We cannot let others find out about this path. They will take advantage of it and cause serious damage to the world. Seems like I must slay a dragon today to keep it a secret.”

He and the others surrounded the dragon with aggressive gazes.

The dragon was frightened and trembled in fear: “I, I was just kidding earlier, really. I am too stupid to even remember the path we took just now, don’t worry, bosses, I don’t dare to run my mouth. Plus, I don’t have a big mouth… except when I eat

Feiyun still had a sneer on his face..

“Boss, please help, I really won’t say anything.” The dragon started begging the turtle: “You know how cowardly I am

“Enough, let’s not make fun of him anymore. We’re about to reach Bronze Cauldron soon.” Feiyun smiled and said, seemingly in a good mood.

The dragon stood there, confused.

“Brother Dragon, Brother Feng is only messing with you. The boundless cemetery and the path are too perilous. We would have died long ago if it wasn’t for the ship. Even if you tell others, they will only go to meet their demise.” Ximen Chuixiao smimled.

“Damn all of you!” The dragon exasperatedly flew up into the air before eventually joining the group again.

Sure enough, they arrived at Bronze Cauldron Mountain.

The difference was that Feiyun had no fear this time after the previous journey. Moreover, the weaker beasts knew to keep a distance from them.

He saw cultivators from Jin along the way - the majority being at the Heaven’s Mandate level.

There were three palaces floating at the entrance to Bronze Cauldron. Given the uniforms of the guards, they were from three separate factions sharing the resources of this area.

“To the left is Sun Moon, the monks to the right must be from Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, and the center looks like the royal family from Jin.” Feiyun recognized the groups.

“Human cultivators are so weak. Look at these weaklings guarding such an important location. The strongest one here is only at the second level of Nirvana.” The dragon spat on the ground.

“What do you know?” The turtle said: “Seventh-level Heaven’s Mandate cultivators are already rare and are called ‘Giants’ here. Nirvana cultivators are all reclusive masters. If you’re making fun of this place, you’re making fun of Feiyun and me since this is our home. You want a fight?”

“No… I’m a friendly person The dragon put on a fake smile.

“Those from Jin who go to the outside world are famous, some of them are on the same level as the King of the Ghost Market.” Feiyun added.

He felt something amiss and summoned a strand of saint energy. However, it suddenly dispersed without warning.

As for the dragon, it became afraid because the king of the market was virtually unbeatable. Of course, it was hanging around two terrifying beings - the turtle and a monstrous half-demon.

“Goodness gracious, I suppose a terrible home breeds troublesome people.” It murmured.

“What did you say?” The turtle’s expression darkened.

“I meant heroes, heroes, this land breeds waves of heroes.” The dragon changed its tune.

“You guys haven’t noticed it? Our cultivation is suppressed here.” Ximen Chuixiao suddenly frowned.

“I tested it just now, it doesn’t allow anything above Heaven’s Emergence. I’m familiar with Jin and there are no meteoric stones or suppressive formations here, how strange.” Feiyun said.

Long ago, Feiyun was too weak and didn’t notice this mysterious force. Now, he found that it was present in all five dynasties and the wilderness nearby.

Since no one had reached Heaven’s Emergence in Jin, they didn’t notice this problem.

Jin was indeed special - someone had purposely limited the cultivation level of this place.

Nonetheless, Feiyun didn’t have a problem with this since he had experienced rebirth ten times. No one could come close to touching him within the realm of Nirvana.

“It has to be an immemorial weapon or something similar, it’s affecting the laws of this place and suppressing our cultivation. Haha, we’re gonna be rich if we find it!” The dragon laughed and started swinging its hands excitedly.

The fruit felt the same way and drilled into the ground, wanting to look for a treasure. Both left the group without saying anything.

“Let’s think about it, we came out from a gap on the Path of Reincarnation. If the path is the tree, then we have diverged onto a branch. I believe we have been infected with the reincarnation affinity along the way.” Feiyun said.

He said this because the three Yin kings from the boundless cemetery were able to come back alive. This affinity must have existed along the way.

“Is that why our cultivation is affected? The laws here reject us since our aura is neither living nor dead, at least temporarily?” Ximen Chuixiao trembled as if he was figuring something out.

“Just a guess, the dragon can be right. It might just be an immemorial treasure affecting the laws here.” Feiyun said.

The turtle contemplated before adding: “Well, if the end of the path is potentially Jin, we should have reincarnated but this isn’t the case.”

“Because we’re alive, any ghost or corpse will reincarnate after making it this far.” Ximen Chuixiao became excited: “The ghosts and souls in that cemetery, they didn’t go to hell. Where are they heading off to?”

“You’re implying that they are heading here to reincarnate.” Feiyun said, wondering about the goal of whoever started the divergence in the path.

The path was created because Immemorial Divine Phoenix stole the seal of reincarnation from hell. Why did he do so?

Were the ones buried in that cemetery from the period of the calamity? Heroes who struggled to survive?

They’re trying to reincarnate in Jin? If this is true, it’s a plan far beyond anything else.

Feiyun felt that his speculation was rather close to the truth. He knew that Jin was special because it produced Shui Yueting, Fo Canzi, Witchcraft God… There must have been many more amazing figures hailing from Jin in the past.

Ximen Chuixiao stared at the land and laughed heartily: “The ancestral heroes are still alive! They will reincarnate here again. Brother Feng, that’s why this tiny land managed to produce so many big shots, it’s because they are reincarnations of the strongest cultivators in the past. It’s normal for saints to be produced here!”

He then murmured to himself: ‘There is hope after all. As long as the souls and spirits of the heroes remain, we are able to fend off any enemy.’

He couldn’t help but play his flute again after coming to this hopeful realization.

“The audacity of being disruptive here! You must be tired of living!” Suddenly, a disciple from Sun Moon landed and pointed a sword straight at his neck.